MISRE-AD | 𝔞𝔟𝔥𝔦𝔪𝔞𝔞𝔫

11- Thrashed

''Better be off from here because you are in a wrong area--understood!'' Armaan was unfazed.

''I have personally come here to warn you--many of your category don't see me--'' Gaintonde continued

''I am not afraid! And if you are trying to threaten me then--remember I will make your life hell and you will bear the brunt of it.''

''You are a good lawyer--Armaan and world is unfair to good people. You are too good to be true--i will find a better place for you. See you soon''

Gaitonde went after threatening Armaan.

Armaan gave a deaf ear to his threats.

He continued to make pointers for the case. He will be submitting an appeal to the court for reopening tomorrow because Ajinkya --the deceased father was busy.

After preparing the pointers he went home only to witness a shocking scenario unfolding before his eyes. The people had gathered outside. The chawl was in chaos.

Armaan stood frozen in shock as chaos unfolded before his eyes in the chawl where he lived. The once bustling place now seemed like a war zone. People were gathered, some belongings were being thrown out, and a man was being dragged by a group of unruly individuals. 

His heart raced as he realized the victim's father was being targeted, and his own belongings were not spared either.

Without wasting a moment, Armaan rushed into the fray, pushing through the crowd to reach the man being dragged. He recognized him as Ajinkya, the father of the deceased whose case he was fighting to reopen. Determination burned in his eyes as he stood between Ajinkya and the aggressors, demanding an explanation for their actions.

"Why are you doing this? What right do you have to take law into your own hands?" Armaan's voice boomed above the chaos, drawing the attention of the crowd. The men, taken aback by his sudden intervention, hesitated. It was then that Gaitonde emerged from the shadows, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

"Armaan, still trying to play the hero, I see," Gaitonde's voice dripped with malice as he approached. "You were warned to stay away, yet here you are, meddling in affairs that don't concern you."

Armaan's jaw clenched, his fists tightening at his sides. "This man deserves justice, and I will not stand idly by while you try to intimidate me. I will fight for him, for what is right." His words resonated with unwavering resolve, capturing the attention of the onlookers.

Gaitonde's smile faded, replaced by a glint of anger in his eyes. "You think you can defy me? You think you can outsmart me?" He scoffed, gesturing to his accomplices. "Take care of this nuisance once and for all."

The men moved forward, but Armaan stood his ground, a beacon of defiance in the midst of turmoil. The impending clash was halted by a sudden intervention- a woman who had been silently observing the scene finally stepped forward, forming a human shield around Armaan.

"I stand with him," a woman declared, her voice unwavering. "Justice must prevail'' she said. She was the same woman, whose belongings were thrown out the other day by Gaitonde because she had not paid the hafta.

''So you will team up against me huh?'' Gaitonde threatened her.

''I WILL BECAUSE IT IS HIGH TIME''